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Memories locked
A slender smile, lost in the dark. No proof that it happened. That his lips sought her heart. A memory gone, a canvas cleaned. No scars on the outside, not a blemish to be seen. A soul so covered in makeup and sheen, the black almost hidden, the rot gone unseen. A gentle laugh, lost in the dark. No proof that it happened, no proof it was real. Memories locked in a chest in a drawer, with the key chewed to pieces, or swallowed whole. The memories covered by a layer of dust, enshrouded in pain, haunted by lust. For things long past, for things long lost, felt once, then gone, a flame blown out.
